It was a night like most, illuminated by the full moon, however that night it appeared to be larger in the sky. The coast was calm but slowly got more intense as the waves continued to crash onto the sea shore as high tide was imminent.
The sight of the moon's reflection as it shimmered off the ocean simply mesmerised, even a person with the coldest of hearts can't help but be in awe. The noise of the ocean was loud, clear, and unmistakeable.
The large mansion was nestled on the cliff, cemented in the rock cliff face as its grey walls rose from the earth as though they were carved from it. The highest point was a balcony on top of tall cliff of which the house was a part off and it offered on of the best views on that entire coastline. It was a box shape with a floor, ceiling, but only three walls as the view was what adorned the space were the fourth wall might be, it had no railing only a deathly drop. However, it was seldom used, and as such it lay bare, only on special occasions would it be populated.
Tonight might have been that night. Despite the moon appearing large in the sky, in the distance one could see thunder clouds rolling in from far off shore. The lights of the house remained off as the moonlight was the only thing lighting up anything in the distance. Nobody was in this structure but later two beings would be inside it and each other.
The house had little around it, one solitary road ran toward the house and connected to it was a long winding drive way, surrounded by trees as though it were one of Paris' grand boulevards albeit narrower. A few sporadic street lights illuminated the coast road however, they did not reach this far out as that house was situated at the end of the road.
Several kilometres away a solitary pair of headlights pierced through the moonlight darkness and the sound of its engine pierced the silence of the night. The moonlight softly shone on the car, finished in silver and adorned with two blue strips. A subtle fixed carbon fibre rear wing kept the potent vehicle stable at speed of which it was doing quite a bit, thanks to the empty roads.
The roof panel was stowed in the boot and as such the night sky was on display above and the ears of the driver were available to noise erupting from the exhaust pipe. The Koenigsegg Agera R was the car Bill was driving. He carved up the road taking corners with finesse and immense skill. His destination was closing in on him, he had just past the last street light on the road and now just the beams of his headlights illuminated the road ahead.
He made it to the end of the road and slowed the car and turned off the road and parked in front of the mansion's gate. He pressed the button on his remote and the gate swung up and lifted itself up in a scissor fashion similar to the doors of the car he was seated in. Bill passed through and closed the gate behind him.
Rows of lights on either side of the driveway illuminated the driveway as Bill drove up. The drive way ended and Bill made his way around the fountain in the middle of the courtyard and stopped in front of the garage.
He pressed the button and the garage opened. He drove in and parked his car alongside a white Lamborghini Aventador, another car he enjoyed the sight of. He closed the garage and made his way to the door leading into house. He punched in the alarm code and picked up the note that was stuck on the door.
"Hey Bill, I'll be in a little later, make yourself at home, you know where the bar is, xxx Valerie," the note read.
The light in the garage switched off as he finished reading the note. He unlocked the door and then grasped the handle of the glass door, twisted it and walked inside.
He then placed his hand on the wall to his left and flicked the switch illuminating the kitchen and dining room. Bill placed his keys into a bowl alongside the kitchen counter and made his way to the lounge. Through the kitchen he walked and flicked on the light to illuminate the lounge.
It had a semi-circle of leather couches and a projector protruded from the ceiling and faced the wall which the couches were aimed. Along the far wall was the bar within dark brown wood and dark granite.
He perused what was in the bar and came across a bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue Label and decided upon that. After he got ice, he slowly poured the whisky into the glass and watched as it caused the ice to crackle a little. He picked up the glass and swirled it around and inhaled the aroma and paused, savoured the smell and then took a sip.
"It's great when something, lives up to the hype," Bill thought about the whiskey and in hindsight the evening ahead.
He glanced at his watch and noticed it was only 8 pm. He took a seat in the lounge and enjoyed his whiskey sipping it slowly. He looked out the window and noticed the sea a little rougher and the trees swaying in the wind a little bit more than usual. Rain was coming, especially judging by the beautiful sunset he noticed as he left his apartment earlier.
He eventually finished his whiskey and headed toward the bathroom, he walked up half a flight of stairs and opened the door and entered the bathroom. He pulled out his cock and began to piss, evacuating himself and preparing for later when Valerie arrived. As he finished and was washing his hands, he looked out the window and spotted a single light heading toward the house.
It was motorbike and it was Valerie.
Bill finished washing his hands and headed down the stairs to greet her. Soon she had parked in the garage and was entering the house. She pulled off her helmet as she stepped inside and then shook her long and raven coloured hair and placed her keys in the bowl and her helmet on the kitchen counter.
She looked toward him with her piercing blue eyes and her light coloured skin, as he made his way toward her.
"Valerie."
"Bill," she responded as they embraced.
On her heels she was about level with Bill's 6ft. She was the only woman he knew that could ride a BMW motorcycle, and the most powerful one they make, in heels. Valerie then pulled off her gloves and placed them alongside her helmet and followed Bill into the lounge.
